There is a common goal among us

The aim for perfection

Some feel that they should be as perfect as they can be in the role that they play in their lives

The perfect mother, the perfect father, the perfect worker, the perfect player

 

Some think that their physique should be perfect

Working out in the fields, in the gym, for hours and hours on end

Others feel that those images that society projects on them is false, unrealistic, unsatisfactory

And aim for the reverse, the opposite of what society wants

Untouched becomes marked, inked, deformed

Clean becomes dirty, unsafe, unsound, soiled

Pleasure becomes pain, destructive, pervasive

Conscious becomes unconscious, numbed, diluted, polluted

Guided becomes unguided, drawn, led, taken, forced

Freedom becomes bound, constrained, restrained

 

What is right and what is wrong, you may ask

It is hard to say

Even I, who has played the game for so long, am taken for these thoughts

But there is purpose in my actions

And there is consent on both parties

Where nothing happens without it

There is mutual pleasure in what we do, for you as the receiver and for me as the taker, even if some of that pleasure does not comes from what your body feels but from what your mind fulfills

 

There is no one other than me that will judge what I do as to its righteousness or wrongness

In you, I will only judge if what you ask is what you truly want and that you are able to fulfill your part of that desire

 

From there, only one path is ahead of us

The path of Master and slave

With one chain connecting both parties until the end of the contract

There will not be the perfect scene at the end, filled with flowers, greens and the sunset at the back

Most likely it will be one of chaos, dirt, sweat and cum around us

But there will be a smile in both our faces

And that makes everything right